2009 Soundtrack

as promised (because i KNOW you all care), my 2009 soundtrack. in random order.

delta bay - empire of the sun
ambulance - eisley
the valley - eisley
ghost - little boots
18th floor balcony - blue october
if you're wondering - eisley
fever dream - iron and wine
decode - paramore
sorrow - flyleaf
help i'm alive - metric
pariah - dredg
quotes - dredg
mk ultra - muse
keep the car running - arcade fire
crown of love - arcade fire
wake up - arcade fire
no cars go - arcade fire
rebellion (lies) - arcade fire
laughing with - regina spektor
chasm - flyleaf
left and leaving - the weakerthans
all i wanted - paramore
r&r - the classic crime
supernatural - flyleaf
i can feel a hot one - manchester orchestra
bruises - chairlift
melt my heart to stone - adele
alone - heart
the limit to your love - fiest
we own the sky - m83
skin of the night - m83
you've got the love - florence and the machine
your song - kate walsh
spiraling - keane
i want you - kings of leon
meddle - little boots
collect call - metric
glasgow mega snake - mogwai
do what i do - noah and the whale
hold my hand as i'm lowered - noah and the whale
armistice - phoenix
the lightening strike - snow patrol
casmir pulaski day - sufjan stevens
dlz - tv on the radio
dancing choose - tv on the radio
ships - umbrellas
heads will roll - yeah yeah yeahs
so i thought - flyleaf
circle - flyleaf
swept away - flyleaf
arise - flyleaf
marry song - band of horses

good albums came out this year. new arcade fire and eisley in 2010!

2009

i was waiting til the very end of the year to finish posting my events of the decade.

i think you could say we are now at the very end.

woodcheese.

2009

-spent new year's on st charles
-lost my temper on a co-worker. who deserved it.
-saw flyleaf
-did boudoir pics
-saw coldplay
-and dredg
-and eisley
-had my first wedding anniversary
-became an aunt
-became obsessed with brocato's cannolis
-and sucre'
-found a church i love
-got a tattoo
-turned.26.
-watched tons of "friends"
-and "the office"
-and "dexter"
-watched the SAINTS kick some rump de dump dump
-and then break our hearts into a million pieces
-watched flood waters rise around my car
-continued to enjoy the amazing food of new orleans

tomorrow i'll post my 2009 soundtrack...i know you're salivating.

fleece navy dah

i'm fighting off the post-holiday blues as best i can. tree still lit. santa pj pants still on. coffee in my snowman mug. i will NOT let christmas die yet.

we flew to dallas wednesday morning. ella was a complete angel the whole time. it was her first flight and first hotel stay and she was peeerrrrfect.

her daddy held her for a while in the hotel room

and then she went to sleep.

wednesday, when the weather was great, i wore my sweater and boots. thursday when it started snowing like a cow farting styrofoam, i had on flats and no socks. major suckage. but. we had a white christmas!

we went to wal-mart and the liquor store in this blizzard. it was way cool. by we, i mean my parents, myself and my bro, jarret. we sang "let it snow" because we felt like we were giving the snow permission to fall.

ella loved the snow. i have no pics (i suckkkk) but she zoomed through the drifts and made lots of yellow snow.

clint's christmas lights glowed under the snow. it snowed so hard for a long time. i loved it with every part of my body.

a summary of christmas 2009:
- ella was airborn
-upwords
-el fenix and circle grill
-a $79/night hotel suite with two flatscreens, marble bathroom and king size bed that went on for days
-starbucks caramel apple spice...i tried it for the first time and LOVED it
-we went to starbucks a lot
-stockings hung by the chimney with care
-5 pieces of le creuset
-a Wusthof knife that'll cut your face off
-a sweet maltese that i wanted to take home with me!
-playing sudoku on the plane
-meeting a nice stranger at baggage claim

i was so glad to be in my bed last night. i slept til 10:15 without cracking an eye.

2006 to 2008

it was the best of times...it was the worst of times

2006

-woke up new year's day on the shore of lake degray. poet didn't know it.
-rebelled
-went "urban camping" on the playground of hillcrest elementary
-because i'd just watched "the exorcism of emily rose" and was too scared to stay home alone
-saw mute math and vedera in dallas
-was diagnosed with MS
-and then got dumped because of it
-cruised grand caymen, jamaica and cozumel
-moved out of 901 cook street
-worked at pine cove for the summer teaching kids to ride horses
-moved into apt 5 with al
-suffered through grad school
-got a big girl job for the coming year
-danced my butt off every time tyler read played at rabb's
-enjoyed late nights out on our little stoop
-got used
-walked to a rope swing a few blocks from our apt
-dyed my hair

2007

-got scared
-got a rook piercing
-picked up a crying girl on the streets of deep ellum and took her home. she educated us on the dangers of shroom tea.
-began dating matt
-got a new car...my precious rx8
-saw clap your hands say yeah and vedera
-got ella. my pride and joy.
-dyed my hair
-saw shiny toy guns
-completed my master's
-moved to new orleans. it was meant to be.
-lived alone.
-drove 5 hours every other weekend to see my boo.
-saw tegan and sara

2008

-got engaged
-relapsed. big time.
-worked on the same client by myself for 5 months.
-had the stomach virus for the second time ever
-temporarily stopped biting my nails
-got married
-honeymooned in napa valley and san francisco
-it was perfect
-dyed my hair again
-fell down a flight of stairs
-had part of my big toenail cut out
-ended it for good. and ended it for good.
-saw jack's mannequin, snow patrol and death cab
-enjoyed the amazing food of new orleans
-and beer
-and wine

and now...pics to commemorate the above events

group pic on the cruise ship

and dancing on the ship...this pic is so full of win

trough diving at pine cove

one of my favorite pics of all time...totally unflattering of everyone

in the parking lot of tat2u after getting new piercings...although you can't really see mine

at juanita's in little rock...saw shiny toy guns for our 1 month anniversary

christmas in apt 5 included mistletoe

apt 5 during finals week

baby ella

after our first official date

random hot air balloon in napa valley

a lot of life-changing events during those years...

2003-2005...the odd years

these posts literally write themselves.

no really. i have it all in a word document and i just copy and paste it as i go along.

for this series anyway.

we left off with the heart-stopping beginning of...2003.

2003 involved:

-making 4.0s
-working on campus
-playing pool in the "kennel"
-watching star search
-eating a lot of bacon cheeseburger hamburger helper
-thinking i'd die
-spending a night at "the hill"
-getting locked in the bcm til 3am
-having dates for twirp week
-starting a relationship just in time to move home for the summer
-working at brookshire's and i loved it. the ppl i met there will forever hold a piece of my heart.
-moving apartments cause mine got robbed.
-having a (unwelcome) third roommate
-starting an accounting internship
-having sooo much fun at the hoe down
-skiing in coloradooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2004

i...
-danced with some strangers in hot springs
-moved into an actual house. with a fireplace and everything.
-watched a best friend get married
-made a sponteous trip to baton rouge/new orleans (i'm seeing a pattern)
-had a christmas party in july
-turned 21 which included: daiquiris, sister hazel and a party at the ranch house

2005

-became a certified scuba diver
-pierced my belly button
-got a summer internship at murphy oil
-my mom set me up with a 28 year old
- i met my husband
-and sold him a ticket to see mae, mute math and circa survive in shreveport
-moved into the 901 cook street house. which ties with apt 5 for my favorrrriiiiiite residence during college.
-went to hawaii just as katrina hit
-played football during rita
-and got the flu because of it
-had life-alterating conversations with misti
-saw the lights in nachiteousaksdjfaskjd
-used the "i don't want a relationship right now" line
-had a really great first date
-those two things might be unrelated

i absolutely love my dog. she is wonderfully odd.

and you... because of you, i will be 1200 pounds by new years. and i couldn't care less.

through the decade: 2000-2002

i decided that since 2009 is almost over, i should dig out my scrapbooks and reminisce about what has transpired during the last 10 years.

the first few years are a little sparse mainly because 1) it was a long time ago and 2) i have a disease that inhibits my ability to recall information.

so here we go.

2000

in the year 2000, i...

-finished my last year as a JCHS Dragon
-got my first car: a 97 pontiac grand am. i loved it.
-started a new school. a private school.
-cheered
-stunted
-tumbled
-began my affinity for dating tall guys
-saw creed live. i'm so ashamed.

2001

-was junior maid on sweetheart court
-skied in coloradoooooooooo for spring break!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-wore a hot pink, fully beaded, backless dress to my jr prom
-where the dance was at a skating rink
-and my mom had to take me home
-my hair was down to the middle of my back
-got voted homecoming queen
-turned 18
-watched with rest of my senior class as the second plane crashed into the wtc...

2002

-cheerleading squad won 1st place at regionals
-went on a mission to trip to new orleans...my future home, little did i know
-did my own hair for prom
-cruised to playa del carmen and cozumel
-graduated high school
-started college at the prestigous la tech
-hated it
-went home a lot
-because i lived with my bro's girlfriend
-made my first B eveeerrrr
-saw aerosmith and stone temple pilots for my 19th birthday
-listened to the soundtrack to "a walk to remember" constantly
-had dial-up internet. and a landline. i guess they went hand in hand.

the decade got progressively better once i got to college...

dude, we are sooo gonna party

it's rainy. and humid.

*shakes fist at new orleans

the saints should've won by more than 3. i'm a terrible fan and intermittently took my sunday nap during the 3rd quarter. did i use "intermittently" right? i don't care.

i made puppy chow. chicken pot pie. and french onion soup. nothing new.

but what IS new...is my oval 5qt le creuset! i think i'll name it. maybe sandy. or sven. octavius.

i realize my posts never have a clear direction. i'm slowly accepting that.

continuing with the random photos...here is matt. with a cop. in popeye's...?



don't drop the soap, babe...

i have to spread the word

i know i've mentioned them on multiple occasions and i probably sound like a complete emo tween but just hear me out.

i simply adore flyleaf. i know, i know. matt's rolling his eyes right now. and that's fine. but they combine hard, grungy rock with straight up worship and it's like a little piece of heaven for me. i absolutely love it. the lyrics come straight from scripture and it's like "i can only imagine" except with a lot of bass, a lot of drums, a lot of riffs and a tiny girl wailing like none other.

it's me in band-form.

i basically just want to encourage you that if you are inclined at all towards the heavier hardcore rock genre, give them a listen. they have tons of videos on youtube...their newest single is called "again" off "memento mori" which i believe means "remember you will die."

which i believe is spanish for a whale's va...

anyway...enough PR.

i found this picture on my mom's camera. it's my dad in a suite in cowboy stadium...??? random. so very random.

i'm really quite pathetic...

so i got ella her christmas present.


it's a hide-a-squirrel. and the 3 squeaky squirrels are sinfully cute. kind of like ella.

i also have some unhealthy obsessions with the following:


woodwick candles. i have pumpkin butter, brown sugar and apple cider candles right now and i've been know to burn them simultaneously. although the crackling sound makes me think it's raining.
i realized my dream of owning a le creuset dutch oven. and i'm hoping to add a couple. beware: the plastic knobs are only ovenproof to 350 degrees. learned. hard. way.

oh lawsie. this sandwich is pure heaven. sometimes i make it twice a week. it's chedder, provolone, tomato, purple onion and green chiles. grilled. so that it's all melty. and divine.



annalee christmas mice. HOW CUTE ARE THEY?! i have two so far. i love them so much i actually want to be one.

two more things: got my audit score back for the cpa exam...passed that sucker.

and i got a tattoo.

i could be there for you

ugh november is busy.

we did go see these guys sunday.

honestly, my most favorite female voices of all time. unique and harmonious and perfect. i'd be violently jealous if they weren't so darn cute.

i did kind of feel out of place when we went to see them...they were playing with say anything (gag a maggot) and the place was crawling with teeny boppers and their 10 gauge hoops and psychedelic hoodies. and giggling. there was so much giggling.

i'm ready to be home for a few days. christmas shopping is done with the exception of one that i still need to purchase and one that i still need to come up with.

i've decided to end each post with a random picture that i come across on my hard drive.

meet kelsey, scoobie and little fearless. my parents' welsh corgis. so cute and sweet i could cry.

i think there's something in my eye....i have to go now...

a massive fatty...

...is what i will be shortly.

if you open our refrigerator, you'll be blinded by the glare off of aluminum foil. we have so.many.leftovers.

they include:

- one piece of tombstone supreme pizza
-the remnants of the top tier of our wedding cake
- half of a dish of squash and zucchini casserole
- an ungodly amount of gingersnap caramel pumpkin cheesecake (100% homemade, i might add)
- a homemade chicken pot pie that would make a believer out of the biggest decent pot pie atheist.

i made up that term.

i cooked for hours saturday night and i loved it. Lord, please provide me with a kitchen that can safely fit more than one person and a dog.

i might post the recipe for the cheesecake when i don't have a towel wrapped around my wet hair causing neck cramps.

and the recipe for pie crust that's so easy, a caucasian girl in her mid-twenties that occasionally runs red lights and mispronounces common words could do it.

we started "the curious case of benjamin button" last night but didn't finish it. and the only reason we watched it is because blockbuster had their finger up their butt and i sent us the wrong disc of "dexter" from our queue.

hurricane ida will be here by morning. kind of a drag. i've missed hurricanes about as much as i've missed my acne.

saints 8-0, baybee! who dat!

before i forget...

i need to get this post out of my system while it's fresh in my mind.

misti, i dedicate this post to you for inspiring it.

The Musical Timeline of My Insignificant Life. And Also...Random Use of Capitalization

my first genre of musical obsession was *gulp* country. i know. i KNOW. but i could straight up flow to some reba, garth, little texas, brooks and dunn, patty loveless, the judds...i could go on but i think those few will lose me enough friends.

i watched CMT like it was going out of style (it so was) and i remember being very disturbed by the video for reba's "the night the lights went out in georgia." i can't talk about it anymore.

the first non-country song i remember knowing was "ironic." in seventh grade. on the way to cheerleading camp.

the first non-country music video i saw was "lovefool" by the cardigans.

hence my slow descent into the paradox of 90s pop. there was an n*sync obsession. there was a disney concert special obsession. i used to keep a blank tape in my stereo so that if a song i liked came on the radio, i could record it.

i think i still have a mixed stolen-from-the-radio tape of "the next episode" by snoop and dre...

in high school, i decided i was angry and rebellious. and should therefore listen to music that makes you angry and rebellious. oh and depressed. there was some staind. some linkin park. godsmack. flaw. cold. i even owned (and adored) every creed album.

i would like to thank xanga for introducing me a beaucoup of diverse music. i would peruse peoples' sites to see what they were "currently listening" to and then download it. that led to my introduction to death cab, lovedrug, copeland, juliana theory (rip), rilo kiley, eisley, wilco...

and that is where i am today. not only am i a music snob. i am an indie music snob. that's like a category 4 music snob.

and in case anyone is wondering...

all-american rejects, good charlotte, simple plan, yellowcard, bowling for soup and fountains of wayne are NOT indie, NOT emo, NOT punk and NOT good.

unless you like them and in that case, they all totally rock!

fun at work

whilst perusing the pictures on my work laptop, i realized that i only have pictures on here that i've acquired for the sole purpose of emailing to a co-worker for their enjoyment/to piss them off/to gross them out. below is a small sampling of said pics:

accountants really are way fun.

all hallow's eve...

MUAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

pretty uneventful halloween at the everett house but i kind of prefer it that way...

a picture is worth a thousand words so here's 4000 words.


A very pissed off but very cute "ella"phant from halloween 2007.


coffee and a sinfully delicious strawberry-filled cupcake at sucre'


anniversary roses in my new milk glass vase...or "vahhhhze"


top tier of our wedding cake that did not taste like crap...


it's november 1 and my calendar is already full. i get exhausted just looking at it. so i've hung a pillowcase over it. just kidding. i'd be inclined to think it was july or maytember without a calendar constantly in front of my mediocre freckled face.

boooo...

i don't really like my previous post. i toyed with the idea of deleting it...the second half anyway. but i shan't.

i don't like talking about having MS. i feel like it makes me sound whiny. or like an attention whore. but i just needed to get some of that info out there so that people know i'm not slow or stupid...i just have some things working against me.

NEWAYZ!!

i want to pummel myself for just typing that, by the way.

matt and i are continuing our halloween tradition of watching a scary movie on halloween night. we've knocked out "halloween," "friday the 13th," and "nightmare on elm street." this year it's gonna be "drag me to hell" although matthew has never seen "the exorcist."

i have a strange fascination with horror/disturbing movies. i used to google it all the time. i haven't really seen any of the movies i've come across...i can barely read about them on wiki.

i also have a fascination with her story. i've never heard anything like it. and not in a good way.

might be one of the most terrible things i've ever read.

i've depressed myself.

so to cheer up myself, let's list the 3 loves of my life:

1) my piece



2) my puppy
3) my car

annivegasary

except we didn't go to vegas.

anniversary weekend made up for my sucky birthday on tuesday.

matt took friday off and he did laundry, dishes, bought groceries, folded towels, etc. i was super impressed.

friday night we had our 1st anniversary dinner at herbsaint. one of my favorite things about nice restaurants is the amuse-bouche. i generally like that one bite more than the appetizer/entree. weird huh...

i did start with a squash puree with creme fraiche and candied pecans followed by a pork belly cassoulet. we (politely) opted out of dessert in favor of sucre' as i am addicted to their adorable strawberry filled cupcakes with pink glitter.

but my FAVORITE part was after sucre'. i might post some pics after i get around to taking them.

and no, they won't be dirty pictures. perverts.

i took ella to city park saturday afternoon to meet some friends since the weather was soooo nice. as expected, she got sick and yakked all over the place and proceeded to be so lethargic that i took her home. ninny.

oh and last week i took her to petco where she managed to streak diarrhea all over the store. ella is on house arrest.

anyway, today we ate year old cake. and it was yummy.

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on another note, i was perusing the national MS society's website and realized even more ways that MS affects you, even when you aren't relapsing.

here is what i learned:

-- MS decreases cognitive learning. as i read through the paragraph, i kept saying "that's me!!!" i do have trouble finding the right words, concentrating, recalling information and just memorizing in general. and so i accepted that i'm not gonna be one of those "pass-all-the-sections-on-the-first-try" type of people in regards to the CPA exam. but not because i'm stupid, which was my initial conclusion.

-- people with MS tend to laugh/cry uncontrollably. the uncontrollable crying i just blame on being a woman. but the uncontrollable laughing is interesting. there's been soooo many times that i've lain in bed at night laughing til tears poured down my cheeks for no reason. it's called emotional lability. you can google it.

-- you need 10-12 hours of rest a day with MS. uhhhhhhh. that's like half the day. i determined i get approx 7.5. but who has time to rest that much??? WHO I ASK YOU?!?!!

the rest of the information was stuff i already knew. but now YOU know. cause i'm sure you were laying awake at night starving for such information.


i really really really struggle to find the right words. it's remarkable really.

really.

i hate unsolicited advice

so i'm putting MY unsolicited advice in a post so that if you read it, then you've solicited it and therefore it's...so...lici...ted.

?

made sense in my head.

with my first wedding anniversary quickly approaching, i've compiled some lessons learned throughout this first year-o-marriage:

1) secrets can destroy. tell each other everything even if you think it's stupid. most of what i say and do is stupid.

2) when you learn what pushes the other's buttons, don't do it just to get a rise out of them. in fact, don't do it at all. it's all about harmony...

3) don't stop being polite. i value a "please" and "thank you" more in my marriage than in any other aspect of my life.

4) always kiss goodnight...we actually have a little sign over our bed that says that. although a road sign that says "merge" would be way funnier.

5) leave and cleave. cut the chord. pop the titty out yo mouth. you and your spouse are a family now (i.e. he is now the most important person in your life....or she. i don't discrimin-hate).

6) brag on your man. and tell them they're cute. even if they aren't...whaaa? jk.

7) laugh. laugh laugh and laugh. and then you should laugh.

i'm stopping at 7 cause it's the number of perfection.

matthew alexander everett is perfection.

secret time

it has not been a good week.

AND just now a guy on "police women of broward county" got arrested for soliciting sex and he was driving an RX8. soils the good name of my cherry darlin!

who is at the doctor cause her a/c sporadically blows hot air. get.well.soon.

as for the actual secret...

i really like new orleans.
and "police women of broward county" but that's beside the point.

yeah new orleans has traffic bad enough to make you jab blunt pencils into your eyes.
and there might be a hint of a crime problem.

but there's so much culture...and character...and charm. synonyms? oh well.

i can say with certainty that the food here is unbelievable. i'll annoy the hell out of people bragging on the food in this place.

mid-city: love it
french quarter: love it
uptown: love it

i can almost see target from my house. along with a mall that has BR, jcrew, f21, sephora, bebe, coach, cache, aldo, macy's, etc etc etc. i mainly just named the stores that are NOT in good old pecanland mall, monroe, louisiana, papermill stank capital of the world.

12 days til my birthday. 17 days til my first wedding anniversary.

hearts for october, man...

The College Years

because this weather makes me long (ache, actually) for those wistful tech days, i've decided to do a series of posts about my college memoirs. mainly so that i can go back and read them and get warm fuzzies. and also because most of you are involved in some way...

lesseeee....

FRESHMEAT YEAR

i lived in an apartment on california with my bro's (then) girlfriend. i went home EV-VER-RY WEEK-END. mainly for my sanity. i was so lonely! i would sit in my car outside of GTM (ah! such an ugly building!) and just cry and cry before my 8am class cause i was so lonely. hence going home every weekend. and we're talking thursday night through monday morning weekend. in hindsight, that was pretty much stupid.

ahh but that spring i came alive! i made friends! friends who i still have to this day... and i managed to cram the following huge volume of awesome into 6 short weeks:

.spent a night at "the hill" with a group of people who were strangers to me while driving there but close friends when we drove back

.got locked inside the bcm til 3am...but when there's bean bags i won't complain.

.played what i thought was an awesome prank that ended with me driving my car into a field goal post...? (misti, it was when leigh-ann and i stole scott sutton's car and he avenged his honor by stealing all the tvs and computers from leigh-ann's house).

.i had twirp dates! not dates that were twirps, but dates for twirp week.

.fostered a budding romance that fizzled by the next fall quarter (c'est la vie!)

.on my gosh, that was when the frothy monkey was across from nethken hall. it was nethken, wasn't it? i'm so old.

.i was a student worker in the department of economics and finance. i pissed around on the internet when there weren't tests to copy or envelopes to stuff. but it paid my ($175!!!) rent.

in may i went home to work at brookshire's. certified cashier, thank you very much. that was actually a great summer...

also, freshmen year is pimento loaf compared to the prime rib that was sophomore-grad school years...

shoes

omigah, shoes...

let's get some shoes...

anyway. i am now experiencing the phenomenon that is infamous among antidepressants. i can't feel excited. however, there could be some environmental factors contributing to this and i'm just using the drugs as my escape goat (i know it's scape goat, but i like my way better).

for one, it's still like 90 degrees in this fiery furnace. how can i get excited about fall when i still break a sweat just walking to my car?

and for two, i could possibly be getting the post-holiday blues pre-holiday. i suffer greatly from post-holiday blues. seriously, my hands shake and i get a lump in my throw when i'm taking the christmas tree down. i have to stop talking about it.

and three...maybe my body is just learning to do this new thing where my brain won't let me get excited about something until the day before or something. maybe it could be the fact that i'm very quickly learning the skill of absolutely not caring. about anything. blessing and curse.

jason mraz is on l.a. ink right now. he looks like an uber dork. sorry, jason.

i want this on or around my body at sometime in the near future:





kurt vonnegut was a wise man.

pictures and a recipe

my depression glass teacups...i've suddenly become obsessed with collecting antique glass

jadite measuring cup/juicer...it houses the orange spice tea (recipe to follow)

where ella can be found while i'm getting ready in the mornings

when she's not playing skip-bo

behold...two beautiful cannolis. *drool

and in honor of the fall...ness, i've included the recipe for the orange spice tea mix that really, really, really makes me happy.

Orange Spice Tea
Equal parts
-unsweetened, unflavored instant tea (i had to get nestea (sp?) but my mother-in-law recommends lipton)
- Tang
- Country Time Lemonade mix
- sugar

Combine and add in whatever spices you like. i use lots of cinnamon and a sprinkle of cloves, pumpkin pie spice and allspice.

Add approx. 3 spoonfuls to a mug of hot water and raise your hands in celebration.

it's the ultimate comfort drink.

i don't wanna work...

...i just wanna bang on this drum all day.

weekend consisted of 3 very important activities:
1) eating
2) pouting
3) watching "dexter"

not necessarily in that order.

i did get to use all my nice serving pieces (including an ice bucket) sunday night just moments before i got rolled like a philly blunt at mexican train.

eating consisted of a new york strip at the flaming torch. best.french.onion.soup.ever.

EVERRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i'd rather not discuss the pouting. i'll just say i feel almost justified in the fact that today i slept til 10:30, took two naps, never changed out of my pajamas and watched a "whale wars" marathon.

damn japanese.

i would like approximately 1827382173 woodwick candles please.

i put out my little pumpkins and fall dishtowels. used my fall shower gel (b&bw pecan passion which they don't sell anymore, lame-o's) and wore my fall perfume (dream angels desire). that managed to lift my spirits a tad.

and lsu not losing to a high school team.

confessions

- i've been wasting far, far too much time reading this . to the point where i think i've developed eye strain. BUT...now i highlight the text so it's white words on a blue background. problem. solved.

- i have fall out boy and panic! at the disco on my ipod. it hurts to admit, but i just had to say it.

- we have a tv in our bedroom...everyone advises against having a tv in the bedroom, but who doesn't love laying in bed and watching "the soup" at 1am?

- i slammed my hair in my car door when leaving starbucks this afternoon. feeelt like a moron.

- although the first pumpkin spice latte of the year (!!!!!!!!!) pretty much made up for it. and that's a confession cause the caloric/fat intake of pumpkin spice latte will make you want to hurl. the actual taste, however, does not.

- i'm just a moon without a tide.

- today, i noticed a peculiar habit i've picked up that involves me doing a quick march in place before i start walking somewhere. throw away paper towel in the bathroom, step step, leave. elevator stops at my floor, step step, leave. get coffee, step step, leave.

- like a friggin show pony.

let us band together and make this illegal. this is why God doesn't give some people kids.

was that politically incorrect? forgive me.

comfort...

"hope floats" was my comfort movie in college...i watched it every sunday for a year
"the photo album" by death cab was/is my comfort cd...and makes me happy when skies are gray

dashboard's "don't wait" makes me ache for the weeks between pine cove and grad school...

as long as "friends" is on, all is right with the world.

and i have coffee. i want this. now. i'd take it to all my clients and never worry about the 3pm slump again.

it is impossible to be sad/mad/cranky when you see this face:

or this face:

creeps

i always have my breakthrough revelations while in the shower...almost every night, i come to a brilliant realization. about something.

yeah so this weekend/week was spent in dallas...allow me to recap:

- actually had starbucks. twice. i never go there when i have to spend my own money. and by never, i mean unless i have to cause i will. i totally will.

- toured two $800,000 model homes and lusted my face off

- learned what a lanai is, but after reading the definition on wikipedia, i realize i knew what it was all along and was falsely corrected.

- had two sips of the worst.margarita.ever.

- once again had the yummiest tortillas of my life

- watched "taken" and totally loved it although i was ridiculously afraid to stay alone in a hotel room alone after watching it... wikipedia provides what is probably the most pathetic movie description known to man but i'm too lazy to imdb.

- the shower in my hotel had two shower heads

- that deserves its own hyphen on the list

- i find downtown dallas to be 10 times creepier than the french quarter

- the man who sat by me on the plane today was quite the creepy mccreeperson (that's for you, t). check out the creepiness:
1) he explained to me the carnal logics behind dolphin sex
2) said he heard that redheads liked to be "slapped"
3) mentioned several times about taking a picture of me to send to his ex-wife

i was quite glad to see my sweet, adorable, non-creepy husband waiting to pick me up...

quirks

we all have them.

let's see how weird sommer is, shall we?

- i could spend an entire 20 minute car ride shuffling through songs on my ipod...i'll think of a song i want to hear and instead of going directly to it, i shuffle til i find it. i currently have over 11oo songs on my ipod. it tends to make people hate me.

- sometimes my hand will do something twice when i only told it to do it once...for that reason, i've sent emails i haven't meant to (and texts) and misspelled my own name.

- if my nightly routine gets interrupted, i can't adapt. it's shower, vitamins, pills, deodorant, teeth, hair and injection, people!!! please take note.

- i am very aware of my somewhat obnoxious obsession with my dog. and i don't care.

- i purposely try to piss people off whilst driving. i strategically plan each of my lane changes so that NO ONE has even the slightest chance of cutting me off. and let's face it, people in new orleans have no business behind the wheel.

- i'm not a huge fan of cheese. i don't eat cheeseburgers or ham and cheese sandwiches. but i do enjoy a cheesy pizza and rotel dip. i don't know why.


i'm leaving for dallas tomorrow for FIVE (5) DAYS. i am very sad to be leaving my sweet, precious boy and my adorable dog.

i took the audit section of the cpa exam wednesday...gag me with roughage.

have you seen a more unphotogenic dog?

i mean, seriously. look at this.





i hope we have better luck with our human babies...